"Jasmine" kept struggling. She seemed extremely depressed and her tears kept flowing.
Seeing that she refused to cooperate, Su Mingan had no choice but to knock her unconscious and go find Mayor Mitchell.
When he arrived, Mitchell was making tea, and he was still half-assed in tea making skills, but Lu Shu didn't know how much.
The room was filled with the aroma of incense, and the two tablets on the stage had long since disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.
"Mayor." Su Ming'an walked in holding the unconscious Jasmine, and met the old man's cloudy eyes: "...No, Bo Li."
Barry Mitchell's body trembled slightly. He looked at the girl wrapped in a bloody wedding dress, and his pupils kept shaking, as if the dust-laden memories were gradually being awakened.
"Bo Li... Mayor." Su Mingan slowly called his name, feeling a sense of absurdity in the reincarnation of cause and effect: "Do you remember now? Your past that was bewitched by this ghost?"
The white-haired old man slowly turned around.
Su Mingan saw a drop of tear in his eyes.
"Who am I?" Mitchell muttered: "I am... Buri?"
He walked forward slowly, as if he wanted to touch the girl who seemed to be sleeping, but his hand was suddenly withdrawn.
He looked at Jasmine and the bloody wedding dress on her body, looking at it slowly, as if looking at a treasure.
She is still young.
But he has long since aged... and even lost his faith unknowingly in his daily life.
"...I remembered." He murmured to himself.
That tone was very familiar to Su Mingan. He had heard this person say this in his ear several times:
"——I am Boli, a wanderer returning home from a long journey."
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In the altered timeline, Bo Li had the memory of that single-player instance.
"I remembered that that day, I wanted to find the lost gods and imprison the innocent Jasmine -" Mitchell looked in a hurry: "But, why did I still bring her with me? What on earth do I believe in? ?When did my belief...begin to change...?"
Su Mingan put Jasmine aside, took out the dragon-head crutch, and handed it to him.
Mitchell slowly took it, his bark-like wrinkled hands slowly caressing the cane, like touching the skin of a lover.
Su Mingan waited silently, waiting for his next words.
"I..." Mitchell sighed slightly, then raised his head and stared at him: "Travelers from the outside world, I want to thank you for your help. You reminded me of the time when I was buried - it turned out that I was imprisoning Jasmine. After going to the ancestral hall, I still failed to live up to Selina's expectations. I forgot about waiting for her, and even forgot about my own beliefs... I was bewitched by the ghost in her body, and even the whole town believed in an evil god... "
He held the faucet crutch with both hands, his eyes filled with eager anticipation:
"——Now, I will communicate with the gods and free Trilli... from eternal damnation."
Su Mingan said nothing.
He knew that the gods of Trilli were long gone.
The faucet crutch in Mitchell's hand lit up, and then as expected, nothing happened.
——No god will respond to him anymore.
He seemed a little disappointed, but his eyes were calm, as if he had expected this outcome.
"So... that's it." Mitchell said, "I should have thought that God will not forgive us again and again for our children who have betrayed their faith."
"You don't have to worry too much." Su Mingan said: "People die every night in this town. It is this ghost that causes trouble. If we drive it out, even if there is no God's blessing in the future, Trilli can still be freed from the curse - needless to say, Whoever fights, you are enough to save yourselves.”
Mitchell glanced at him.
This look was extremely deep.
"Expelling ghosts, I have thought about doing this before." Mitchell said: "But it's useless... Even if we kill Jasmine, the ghosts will still choose other people to possess them. We can only continue to lock Jasmine in the ancestral hall... …”
"And usher in the next reincarnation?" Su Mingan chuckled softly.
... He was feeling sad for the self-deception of these townspeople.
The ghost will not die, it will gradually regain its strength.
Even if Jasmine is permanently locked in the ancestral hall, the ghost will still continue to bewitch the townspeople.厺厽 Jiudu 厺厽
Even if Bo Li is awake now, his next person will still be bewitched, and then he will just repeat today's process.
——And then, will they welcome a new batch of travelers?
Su Ming'an has tried his best to reach this point, but he still can't save these people. If Jasmine continues to be locked in the ancestral hall forever, waiting for the ghost to be bewitched - how will the situation be different from before he arrived?
"We have no choice." Mitchell shook his head: "The ghost is immortal, we can't drive it away..."
Su Mingan has walked all over Trili, and he has found no other clues. Read for a long time
According to the progress of the mission, he is almost completed. As long as he drags Jasmine to the square to expose the true identity of the ghost, his mission will be successfully completed.
There was no need for him to meddle in Trilli's business. Both camps and special tasks were in full bloom. His world copy was going perfectly this time.
...There is no need for him to do anything else.
He turned his head and looked at the girl lying on the sofa, her brows stretched.
She seemed to have fallen asleep, her expression was very relaxed, much better than the one he had seen before, leaning next to the coffin and crying silently.
He instantly remembered the girl's shining eyes at dawn, the bright golden color in her pupils was very beautiful.
She is still waiting for the follow-up story.
"..." He was silent for a while.
He always felt that if it ended like this, it seemed to be a little different from such a word.
"Bori, I have a way." He said: "...I don't understand Jasmine's feelings, and I don't even know who is better off. This method... sounds pretty bad. But if you want to save As for Trilli, you can try it.”
Mitchell's eyes hardened slightly.
…
On the Exile Square, Aini watched as Su Mingan walked towards the center holding a girl.
"...What are you doing?" He looked at this scene in confusion: "That's the mayor's daughter, right? Why did he get hooked up... What are you doing? Today, these nt townspeople are... Are you going to start exile?"
The tit-for-tat confrontation between several players seemed to have been suspended. They watched everything happening in the square and watched Su Mingan hand the dragon-head crutch into the hands of the mayor.
"Are you a clone?" Aini glanced at the silent clone next to him: "Do you know what your main body is going to do?"
"Don't make any noise." He received a very bad attitude from his clone.
...Didn’t I say that the clone is very gentle?
Aini turned his head instantly, he would not stick to someone's cold butt with a warm face.
Then, he saw that the mayor's daughter was tied directly to the cross.
There were piles of firewood under the cross, as if it was about to be executed.
"What...are you doing?" He murmured.
"Today's banishment target is my daughter... no, it is the ghost residing in the body of my daughter Jasmine." The mayor suddenly spoke in a deep voice.
His expression seemed very sad, as if he had killed his relatives out of necessity.
He looked at the indignant townspeople and said: "——This damn ghost, it has bewitched us, made us abandon our previous beliefs, and made the great gods abandon us. It has sinned so much that only flames can do it. Burn away its sins!”
...started again.
Aini has seen the fanaticism of this group of townspeople since he first entered this town. They exiled their own people as if they were crazy, and their attitude was like a group of hopeless cultists.
Whoever you suspect will be sent to death, without any regard for past feelings.
Family, friendship, and love are all things that can be thrown away at will in their view. As long as they obey the gods' wishes, they can let themselves die.
And now, the person under suspicion is the mayor's daughter, so the mayor puts his daughter on the rack again...
This Trilli is just a mess messed up by various evil beliefs. He doesn't even understand how to communicate with these people.
He watched this scene with some boredom, then looked at the girl who was tied to the stake, and slowly opened his eyes.
Her eyes are like a celestial lake, pure and beautiful, making those who look at her feel as if their souls have been purified. Ani felt a little pity - he felt that this girl should be innocent like most people, but she was pushed to a dead end because of the anger of the crowd.
Suddenly, he saw Su Mingan's expression.
This guy seems to have always had a good relationship with the NPC, and he can still participate in this mess.
He saw this man's expression - his expression was quite solemn.
"So, is this what you are advocating?" Aini thought of the scene where this person was walking at the front:
"...What on earth are you thinking about?"
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"Jasmine" opened her eyes.
She saw the firewood below and the mayor with a sad look on his face.
On the side, were the townspeople with numb faces, holding sickles and forks in their hands, surrounding her like fanatical believers. Zhuiwen ZhUig戅
They were just waiting for her to die - just because of a word from the mayor.
"...You really want to kill me."
she muttered.
She is a ghost, a ghost that confuses the whole town.
In everyone's eyes, her crime was extremely heinous and she deserved to be sentenced to death.
She looked at the townspeople who looked so fanatical and wished she could die, and recognized their faces bit by bit.
These people are still her fanatical followers.
She can control them, and naturally she can control them to save her and kill Bori who suddenly wakes up... She can still control the entire Trilli like a god.
However, the balance in her heart tilted slightly.
She looked at the dragon-head crutch in Bo Li's hand - the crutch was dull.
"..." She was silent for a moment, and then she clenched her fists slightly.
The cross trembled slightly, and her whole body was shaking. Xi Xi Zhui Wen Xi Xi
As if she was making an extremely difficult decision, when she saw Su Mingan approaching her holding a torch, her eyes were gradually filled with extremely complex emotions.
"—Is this what you think, a traveler from the outside world?" she asked.
Su Mingan looked up at her hanging on the rack, the heat of the flames slightly burning his face.
"——I'm asking you, a traveler from the outside world." She repeated: "After seeing the truth about Trili and knowing all this, your idea is to burn Jasmine to death, and then watch me possess the new The townspeople?”
"What happened to Trilli has nothing to do with me." Su Mingan said in an extremely calm voice. When looking at this ghost, his eyes were extremely stable:
"All I want is victory in the final line."
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"——You are lying!" Ghost Jasmine kept repeating, like a madman who suddenly lost his mind: "You are lying, you are lying, you are lying——"
Su Mingan's eyes were always steady, his hand holding the torch did not tremble at all, and the flame rose steadily.
"——You don't care at all, Traveler No. 1. I have analyzed your behavior and you are lying now!" Ghost Jasmine gritted her teeth: "You obviously care, you care a lot. Your current behavior is completely different from your previous behavior. It’s contradictory, you can’t want to burn me to death for no reason – you know it’s useless and will only make Trilli fall deeper into darkness – you care about Jasmine and you want to save her!”
"……Um."
Su Mingan responded very softly.
His hand dropped slightly.
The flame burned at the end of the stick with scorching heat.
"...I just did it casually." Su Mingan said, "But it is undeniable that you want it too."
After he said these words, the ghost's lunatic behavior suddenly stopped.
Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked like a pagan witch about to be burned to death.
Grab, grab, grab. She opened her mouth slightly, and then tears appeared in her sea-like eyes.
"..." Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then, tears slid down her cheeks uncontrollably.
"Kill Jasmine, the ghost will look for a new body, and Jasmine will truly die." Su Mingan said: "Ghost, I have seen your behavior during the day, and I have also seen you burst into tears because the gods left. During the fusion with Jasmine, you seemed to be infected with her emotions - you seemed to enjoy getting along with Mitchell, even though he only regarded you as his daughter. You also had feelings for Edward at that time, like a Like an ordinary girl."
The ghost's body trembled slightly.
She seemed to want to escape his gaze, to break away from this damn cross, and for a moment she wanted to call on the dear townsfolk to protect their gods, but all this stopped in front of the blazing flames.
"You call yourself a god, but you are no longer a simple god." Su Mingan looked at her: "——Ghost, you have to know one thing. Once a god has a weakness, he will no longer be a god."
The ghost chose to absorb Jasmine's soul, became trapped in her body, and took on her emotions. This was perhaps the most inappropriate thing it had ever done.
Ghost actually has a way to escape from this predicament.
Xixi Qishu.com Xixi. As long as it controls Jasmine's body to die during the day, it can find a healthier body, absorb new souls, and restore its strength.
...but it didn't.
"——You have become Jasmine's god, a wandering ghost." Su Mingan looked at her:
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"Of all the people who have been forcibly controlled, she is your only sincere fanatic."
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